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There is so much want in me sometimes it's scary. It becomes--- a hole I cannot fill. Giving birth to a whole other person that I can not please. Bound up in anxiety then left outside myself to freeze.
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Dec 10, 2020
Dec 10, 2020 at 1:25 PM UTC
Where's my invitation?
There is so much want in me sometimes it's scary. It becomes--- a hole I cannot fill. Giving birth to a whole other person that I can not please. Bound up in anxiety then left outside myself to freeze.
andrew-layman
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Dec 10, 2020
Dec 10, 2020 at 1:25 PM UTC
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